The following Sunday

The next week we were running late, and by the time we got to our seats, the choir was already singing. As soon as we were seated, I started scanning the faces of the singers and much to my surprise Lilly was already looking directly at me. When our eyes met, she smiled.

I tried not to stare at her during the singing. Seeing her in that element, singing joyfully in praise, there was a glow about her. Several times she caught me looking at her and smiled back at me.

When the choir was finished singing, I tried to act like I wasn't watching just her as she returned to her pew, but I was. I watched every movement. She slid into a pew with a lady who looked to be justba few years older than myself. Neither woman seemed to have a man with them.

I tried to pay attention to the preacher, a man of about the same age and build as myself, but I keep glancing across the church at Lilly. A few times I found her looking back at me.

At the end of the service we were gathering our things up when a voice called out, "Alan and Leigh, you came back!"

I turned to find myself standing almost face to face with Lilly. This time, instead of offering me a handshake, she threw her arms around me. I could feel her breasts as they pressed against me through her shirt. It felt like her nipples were hard, but I couldn't say that for certain. Caught off guard, I gave her a quick one armed bro hug.

When we broke our embrace, she brushed passed me, pressing her ass into my crotch on the way to hug my wife. I was still standing in our row, so there really wasn't much room for two people to pass.

"I'm so glad you guys came back," Lilly said as she released my wife. She looked at me and smiled. "I've been thinking about you all week. I was hoping I would see you again."

"We're happy to be here," my wife said, oblivious to what I percieved as flirtatious. "Everyone here is so friendly."

"Awww, thanks," Lilly said.

The two women started talking, and I tried not to get caught checking her out. My wife wasn't paying any attention to me, though, so I managed to sneak in a few glances.

When they wrapped up their conversation, they hugged again and Lilly told the kids some joke, which made them giggle. She then turned and pressed her way back by me, stopping halfway by so that our bodies were pressed together, this time face to face. I could once again feel her small breasts. She smelled faintly of vanilla.

"It really was good seeing you again," she said. "I looked forward to getting to know you better."

Then she slipped out of the aisle and headed off to hug someone else. I played the whole interaction back in my head. Was she flirting with me? Was she just very friendly?

I lost track of her as we headed for the exit.